14 Oct 2018
Just a bunch of Meg/Quentin drabbles, one-shots, etc. that I've written. Some were written with Veletrix in mind so might as well make them a co-creator, right? I dragged them into this hell with me. I just want to keep all these stories in one place on here so I can read them when I feel like.
I know it seems like an odd ship but maybe come & check it out? I promise it's cute.
Chapter 3 Excerpt:
“How am I supposed to stop crying when you look like this? You should’ve saved yourself, Meg,” he mumbled, a frown set on his face, “Why have you always been like this? Putting yourself before others? So stupid…”
It always had been like that, huh? She’d always died to make sure her friends made it out alive. Back then, it had been with the knowledge that she’d come back alive. There would be no coming back this time if she died and yet Meg still didn’t regret her actions. Trying to put on a small smile for Quentin, she said, “Cause I can handle it and you’re too soft. I swear you’d get a bruise if I hit you with a pillow too hard.”
“Shut up,” Quentin snorted, letting out a sound that seemed to be a mix of a laugh and sob.